The truck went all the way west through a new city to the old city. He walked very slowly, as if he didn’t want to splash mud on passers-by. He stopped in front of the small bungalow in front of his house and looked back and saw a row of the same houses. This was the coal miners’ family area when it was just built, but this year after year, the roads were built higher and higher, but the houses were sinking lower and lower. The cars stopped in front of the houses, and the roofs of the cars were higher than the roofs. Those not too thick mud didn’t come to the water inlet, so they went down the steps to the door. At first glance

He clapped his hands on the door lock, but he still didn’t want to enter the house, so he squatted in front of the door and lit a cigarette, so he couldn’t see clearly that the sky was gradually losing its color, just like black is king in this coal mining city.
He just took over his father’s class at the age of 20, and his father had a generation of trucks in the coal mine. When he was 20, he met his mother in the coal mine. They didn’t have much contact with each other, so they got married. My mother was two years older than her father. She was engaged in logistics in the coal mine and gave her father a spoonful of food every time she cooked. That was the only story she heard about their love in these years. He told a brother that he was treated for measles when he was three years old and died from time to time. When he died, his father was still transporting the coal road. He cried all the way and continued to drive After a sister was killed by another truck when she was four years old, her mother was almost crazy at that time. She dragged the truck driver to fight with her father. She heard the news and came to see that the driver was an old buddy at home for many years. The driver said, it’s up to you to kill me. My father didn’t say anything. He handed him a cigarette and smoked a cigarette. Even if this thing is over, others say that his father is lucky. My father also talked about this the other day. His father said that it is a blessing. He is hard to live safely and grow so big. He also believes it. After all, in coal mines, the neck is hanging on the knife edge, and even if you don’t live in the mine, you feel that there are dangers everywhere. This fear or numbness of danger has been subtly stationed in people’s hearts.
He put out his cigarette and took a long breath and walked into the room.
The decoration in the room was fairly full and clean. Mother was cooking a pot of soup in the kitchen, and the steam jumped on her face. Her father was making a pot of flowers in the living room with a cigarette in his mouth. The flower was dying, or he said that he was going to prepare a new father to trim the withered branches and leaves with scissors to see him come back. Well, he put a pair of scissors and changed the cigarette in his hand. He turned back to his room and changed his job to a gray T-shirt. In the early spring, the shady stove in the room didn’t burn much, so he added a hoodie to himself.
He went back to the living room, and his father asked him a few words about his fortifications. Then he suddenly turned the topic to an old workman, saying that the workman had been friends for many years. He was an honest man, hardworking and hardworking, and his daughter-in-law was a capable woman. Then he talked about the topic several times. This room was going to be demolished, and everyone in this room was going to move into a building. His family could be assigned to a two-bedroom apartment in the new town, and he would almost be able to stay there in autumn, so he would no longer burn the stove. In bad weather, the whole room was full of smoke, which made
He listened to what his father said, didn’t talk, played the TV and played the news. He watched it carefully, and his father was silent for a moment. Then he suddenly concluded with emotion that when you get married, I won’t have any thoughts.
The remote control in his hand sank for no reason. I turned my head to see my father. My father lit another cigarette and handed him one. He didn’t pick it up or not. My father lit the cigarette and squinted and said, my old workmate’s daughter is the same age. I’ve seen it. It’s fine. Today, when my old workmate was together, we all had no complaints. My father stopped here and waited for his response.
He was more surprised than unhappy. His face changed, but before he could say anything, his father quickly added that his expression was to please first.
I think I’m still young. He couldn’t bear to pick a slow tone when he saw his father’s expression change.
I’m not young. I’m married at your age. My father coughed twice.
Times are different now. I can’t even get a marriage certificate. He thought of the law.
It’s easy not to get or find someone first. This seems to have been settled.
But I don’t even know her. He can’t help it.
I’ve met a beautiful and sensible mother, and now she’s still peeling garlic at the door. I’ll take you to meet a young man another day. She doesn’t make any mistakes, but she can talk.
I didn’t see him say angrily that he had arranged a marriage. He thought that girl must be stupid and rustic.
How did this become an arranged marriage? It’s just an introduction. It’s time to talk about your girlfriend when you are so old. Mother said of course. Father went on to say, let’s talk about it first. Don’t refute it. It hurts feelings.
Yes, yes, I didn’t say it had to be done. It depends on your opinion. Maybe the girl still doesn’t see you. Mother is very clever. Father has been singing for more than a year, and the husband and wife are full of tacit understanding.
He stopped talking because he couldn’t find a good reason to refuse. He first looked at his father’s muddy eyes and looked forward to it. He turned his eyes to his mother, who was smiling all the time. So he asked her if she was ready. Did she starve to death?
Both parents were relieved. Mother turned back to the kitchen. fanfan’s father went to the cupboard to look for a hip flask and hummed a little song. He glanced at the news screen still playing inside. A young man’s face was telling how bad the weather was in Beijing. He smiled in his heart and pressed the remote control. Another man was telling about riding all the way to Tibet. A teammate died on the road. He pressed the remote control again. This time, it was raining in the south.
He suddenly asked his father, Dad, where have you been the farthest?
Father looked at him suspiciously. When he was a child, your grandfather went to the park, but he didn’t remember much.
He, uh, stopped talking
Every city belongs to its landmark building name, which is well-known or confined to the place. They occupy the most important position in the city. They are tall, solemn, beautiful or strange, and they are very heavy or thick in people’s minds.
So what is the sign that belongs to this small town? On which intersection you enter, the first thing you will see is always the coal mine. The top of the tall chimney is smoking black all the year round, and the mouth of the chimney is blackened. A lot of coal gangue is still piled up, and a pile of black stones is easily rolled down. The surface of the corridor for transporting coal gangue in the same tunnel is blue colored steel. Other impressive buildings seem to be gone. The north is a mountain high but the bare side has been dug. The exposed rock is ferocious and arrogant, which makes people feel like a disaster. Unfortunately, it is not a building.
The city is covered with that layer of disgust, and the smell of burning is full of warmth, and it is already a hole. Perhaps it is because the Ministry has been dug that it has lost its growth momentum. New cities have been built to high places one after another, and residents are afraid to move there one after another. It is not too distant future. When the city collapses, it will be buried in the past. What can you leave a memory?
He faded the tile collage waterfall pattern of the guard room in the truck mining area in the early years, and a few tiles were exposed and gray, and the concrete wall was just in the middle of the waterfall, like a waterfall was cut off, and it was like a waterfall with a few ringworms.
Today, the mine safety meeting started early in the afternoon, and he dragged his car door all the way to the south. The gesture of the truck has explained his heart. A girl is waiting in the south of the city hotel, and they finally want to meet. This morning, his mother woke up and he bought a new dress. He didn’t forget to put some money in his pocket before the door. At this moment, he looked down at a dirty worker and thought about making a quick decision and letting the new clothes go to hell.
The truck stopped in front of the hotel, and he slapped some dust behind his car. At that moment, he suddenly wanted to be polite. When he saw his face in the door glass, he lost a few letters, but his hand had pushed the door with a smell of neither salty nor light. He bit his lip.
It is necessary for him to sit opposite him because of his lack of letters. The girl is not dull and rustic as expected, but just the opposite of his fantasy. She wears neat short hair, light and delicate makeup, which is more clean. The city is out of place, and he suddenly loses his tongue.
The girl looked at him with a smile, but it was not disrespectful. It’s disrespectful of you to date a girl like this.
I’m sorry, he found that he was too dull to be there, and he regretted it.
I don’t think you want to come. The girl poured him a cup of tea and he nodded.
I’m the same, so we’re fellow travelers. The girl took a sip of tea, so we’ve met. Let’s see you again. The girl got up to leave. He felt a little sorry. He felt that it was not done properly, so he said, let’s have a meal and then go. Instead, it’s all here
The girl thinks it’s okay to sit down, so we’re not dating. Those two words make me uncomfortable
Well, we are just friends for dinner. He has brought the menu letter back a little.